Date: 2015-11-02 02:48 am (UTC)
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Fin, for his part, simply tried to stay out of the way, his pulse fluttering rapidly as he backed away from the water. Willy seemed to fight them off with such ease, and Fin watched, transfixed, as he stepped back again.

The book behind him glowed, and though his vision was poor when he leaned in closer he could make out what it said. ...A promise of getting anything the heart wanted, for a very small price.

Behind him he could hear Willy still fighting, and though he knew better than to trust magic he couldn't help it- Right now having both eyes would make him less of a hindrance. He could help, if he could just see clearly.

There was no time to ask Will if it was the right thing to do, or for the fae to read the fine print to him. So fin simply pressed his palm against the page, offering the book what it wanted in exchange for his sight.

Bright light filled the room, chasing the creatures back into the water as it restored Fin's sight and drained the life from the young writer- Only to replace it with something else. Something eternal and ageless, but unsettling.
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